Smallville2001

Chloe Sullivan:
[Clark is ill, taking a nap] Hi, Clark. [rubs his arm] Well, this is gonna make quite a story. "Clark Kent ends record breaking perfect attendance streak." Sorry. I'm doing it again. I just... I've never seen you sick before, and it just got me thinking, you know, what if something did happen to you? And I never got to...? So in yet another classic maneuver to avoid emotional intimacy, I wrote my feelings down so that I could read them to you therby avoiding embarrassing eye contact. [reading letter] I want to let you in on a secret. I'm not who you think I am. In fact, my disguise is so thin, I'm surprised you haven't seen right through me. I'm the girl of your dreams masquerading as your best friend. Sometimes I want to rip off this facade like I did at the spring formal, but I can't because you'll get scared and you'll run away again. So I decided it's better to live with a lie than expose my true feelings. [looks up from letter and rubs his hair] This is so much easier when you're unconscious. [continues reading] My dad told me there are two types of girls: the ones you grow out of, and the ones you grow into. [chokes up] I really hope I'm the latter. I may not be the one you love today, but I'll let you go for now, hoping that one day you'll fly back to me because I think you're worth the wait. [sniffles, Clark begins to wake] Clark?

Clark Kent:
[eyes close, still asleep] Lana? [Chloe starts to cry and walks out]